“I have something to tell you,” my grandson announced at the start of my last visit.
“What?”
He paused in his climb upstairs to his room. “Sit down.” He motioned toward a step.
I sat.
“Donald Trump is bad.”
“What?”
“Donald Trump is bad. We have to fight him.”
“We have to fight him?”
“Yes. We have to put on our superhero costumes and fight him.”
My grandson is several months shy of three years old.
“Can you hear this?” I asked his father.
“Are you talking about Donald Duck?” my son asked.
“No. Donald Trump. We have to fight him.”
So, wearing imaginary costumes, we checked the deck, the small backyard, and even peered through a space between the planks on the gate.
“He’s not here,” said my grandson.
We next searched his bookshelves, whereupon my grandson announced that he must have left. We read a Star Wars book and built a fort. The matter was not discussed again.
My son, his wife, and I rarely speak out loud about our political positions, since we are surrounded by people whose opinions radically differ from ours. When we do, we don’t use full names. So…which recently visiting relative might have formed my grandson’s political opinion for him? Lucky the boy is a superhero and not easily frightened by what he terms “bad guys.”